XO

I understand. No, it’s all right.
Chorus.
4. I get back home and in the hall
I find a note. You’re outside jogging
After all.
I try a jigsaw piece or two,
But finally I admit defeat.
I guess that’s how it often goes,
Some puzzles we just can’t complete.
Chorus.

Leaving Home

1. Packing up the suitcase, filling boxes to the brim.
Years and years of memories, trying to fit them in.
I never really thought that there might come a time,
When everything would change and I’d have to say goodbye.
Chorus:
Now I’m starting over, starting over once again,
To try to make a new life, without family or friends.
In all my years on earth, there’s one thing that I know:
Nothing can be harder than to leave behind your home.
2. This room, it was my daughter’s, who’s grown and lives nearby.
She’s got babies of her own, oh, I’ll miss them till I cry.
This room is the one where my man and I would sleep.
Or sometimes never sleep at all, if you know what I mean.
Chorus.
3. And here’s the porch we’d sit on, after dinner every night.
My husband talked about his job and I’d tell him ’bout mine.
Then dishes and some cleaning, some homework and to bed.
And the joy of seeing sunrise as the day would start again.
Chorus.
4. Oh, we had quite some parties, to mark those special times.
Christmases and Easters and the Fourth of July.
Any cause for celebration, but the best, at least for me,
Was my daughter’s graduation when she got her degree.
Chorus.
5. We worked hard at our jobs and bought ourselves this home.
We gave back what we got and never hurt a soul.
But I guess I was just naive and I didn’t see the truth:
Why judge people by their hearts? It’s simpler to use rules.
6. Now the bus drives through the gate, at the border line,
And drops me off in Juarez, deported for the crime
Of loving the great USA as if she were my own.
I turn and say goodbye to what’s been my only home.
Chorus.
Then in Spanish:
“America, the Beautiful”
O beautiful for spacious skies,